Children’s Lives Matter

This week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt by Rochelle is an abandoned building that may have once been a lively place. Read more contributions HERE.

PHOTO PROMPT © Carole Erdman-Grant

Children’s Lives Matter

Her dream for this ruin was a restaurant as a picturesque stop on the journey into the mountains. Marlene squeezed my hand.

Derelict! My heart sunk like my bank balance flushing down the drain. This renovation project was Marlene’s childhood dream. A notion she started in the school playground, gazing at the view of the surrounding rocky peaks.

She led me through the burnt-out shell, and I heard children laughing and singing.
Marlene sang along, with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Let’s not do this, I shook my head.
Yes! I want a memorial, she said. To remember my dead classmates.

17 responses to “Children’s Lives Matter

  1. A haunted restaurant! There has to be money in that!

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  2. Dear James,

    A tragic reality for some. Nicely done.



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  3. A poignant piece indeed James. Hopefully, her dream came true.

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  4. I like how you’ve picked up on that sentence among the graffiti, and the dialogue works well to show the feelings and relationship of the two characters. Sad story.

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  5. I didn’t even see that line blended in with the rest of the graffiti. Good find and use of the line.

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  6. I was not expecting that ending. Hoping that when it is complete he will feel differently.

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  7. Wow James. Very dark…


  8. That was touching. I feel this story could be expanded upon.

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  9. Oh this holds a lot if emotion. A dream job as a memorial but renovations never go smoothly or cheaply. I can see this going badly if he already wants out and they haven’t started yet.

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